Flight of the Mind

O’- Mocking bird
I’ve lost my way.

Take me to tomorrow-
take me there today
down the long and winding road
to remember where I played
so merrily in the fields of hay.

There I will see her-
As I remember her young and fair
with her hair so brightly colored,
falling down on me-
As we gently lay in the daises
growing in the fields
by the river that slowly flows
through the reeds, where nesting birds
remind us-The rains are coming
to wash away your fears
of ever having been here.

Now as she waits-
Her cherry cheeks, so cold
in the sunless air so bare-
I return from yesterday’s dreams-
The mocking bird telling me! -
“Her love lies buried in the snow
where you cannot go,
your hands are frozen
from digging in the ground
where she cannot be found”.

Today, I hide away in the daisies
with bitter memories
for the loss of my love-
For her to come and be
with me - The mocking bird!-
"To sing for us all day".